Resident Evil Extinction Sucks

So Claire Redfield (so named because there was a girl in the game who had the same name) has this band of survivors. She's Mel Gibson if he had stuck w/ the Road Warrior caravan after messing up the Humongous, to explain it better.

So they come to a place that might have some food and gas and supplies. They've been doing this for at least months. So they stop, and everyone hops out and she starts giving them orders, set up a perimeter, check the interior, find any gas. Now, were all these people new to the anti-zombie caravan that would make sense. But they've been a survivor team for a while now, and i would like to think they know their jobs without having to be told every time they stop.

She even acknowledges that at the end of her aliens-wannabe speech by saying, "you know what to do,"

At which point Carlos or whoever should have said, "yeah, we do. Why do you need to tell us every time? It's humiliating."

Then Mila Jovovitch (who's married to the writer no less--though, I suppose he is the only one keeping her employed these days...) uses some psychic shit to kill some birds and then...

well whatever on the psychic shit. That stuff is just dumb.

What is positively staggeringly insultingly inane is Umbrella's base is out in the desert. A small house w/ a futuristic elevator down to their ubercomplex where they do tests on the zombies to turn them into the 28 days later zombies. Now, Claire and crew have to RUN to stay alive. Yet here is this house (complete w/ a helicopter that can fly from the American southwest to someplace in Alaska on a single tank of gas) with a ton of people living down under it.

How do the Zombies not get at these people when they have so obviously gotten everywhere else? Chain Link Fence.

Yeah. If you're gonna just stop trying like that, at least let me know ahead of time.